Where The Shit Goes Down Lyrics

Representin

Strictly Westside, nigga

South Central in the muthafuckin hiddouse

Check the technique, nigga

Representin for my real niggas out there

Fuck all you buster-ass niggas

Word

[ VERSE 1 ]

Saturday night in L.A., time to play

My peoples hummin like a vibrator, gotta make crime pay

I'm packin two gats and I wish I could carry more

Might sound crazy, but I ran out of slugs before

Yeah, I know the feds watch me

But my vest clashes hard with the Versace

So I'm just rollin in the black five hun'

I used to lowride, now it's just for fun

I had 5 cars, but now I got one

Hard to keep up ballin when you're on the run

I got two ki's in my trunk and a shovel

Stepped on the one, so now I gots double

The shovel's for drama, need I say more?

Got the fat stash spot under my passenger floor

That's for the other strap, the automatic type

I gotta keep it close in case shit gets hype

Got a bitch in jail, she didn't snitch, she did three

I'ma have to roll solo till they set her free

Cause I got some other crimeys down, true gees

But they got all day, so now it's just me

And I'ma kick this slang until the day I die

I can't go straight, I won't even try

I'm stuck in the game, so don't ask me why

It's life in L.A.

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

Long Beach and Compton are some down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where the shit goes down

[ VERSE 2 ]

Now niggas like they credit and they like to get they loans on

So I hooked up with my boy who turns them phones on

He told me bout this nigga who won't pay

He also said he knew excactly where the muthafucka stay

So I went and got some homies I hang with

Some crazy muthafuckas who I used to bang with

We took a trip to his crib

I snatched his hoe and his kids, and this is what we did

I tied they punk ass up

I cracked the safe with an axe, and then the phones we cut

I didn't hurt his wife

But I promised next time that I would take her life

I shot a nigga in his neck for disrespect, caught a body

Got a murder in Miami for a shoot-out at a party

Got blood in my trunk from a punk who squealed

Had a partner tried to play me and his cap I peeled

Now I rest with my finger on my heater

Hand on my beeper, a light sleeper

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

New York and Philly are some down-ass towns
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But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

Frisco and Oakland are some down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down

[ VERSE 3 ]

I use to sling enough water you could float a boat

You could ski on the mountains of fuckin coke

But now most niggas serve chronic

So I let em check the bank, and then I'm all up on it

I serve em with a cute hoe

In a week they tell my bitches 'bout all they dough

Then I jack and I kill

The jack's for the money, the kill's for thrills

I got 9'000 blacks that still serve crack

Got a bitch who works the Plaza too on the track

Got a GTA connection and I fence for jewels

Got some little kids that move my fuckin dope in schools

Got warrants for arrest in about 20 states

Got a bigger body count than fuckin Norman Bates

I'm a killer, jacker, dealer, pimp supreme

I'm livin out the hustler dream

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

Houston and Atlanta are some down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where that shit goes down

[ VERSE 4 ]

Tonight I gotta meet this nigga from around the way

Some think he's cool, I think he's DEA

He said he want it bad, he heard that I got it good

I bagged up ten ki's of flour and met him in the hood

I met him at my spot, cause I know it's cool

Pat him down on sight to remove his tool

I made him name 10 niggas he should know

But that still ain't shit in the game of blow

He asked to see the dope, I asked to see the cash

He reached for that briefcase too fast

A fuckin pig, yo, he thought he had the chump

I had my nigga in the closet with a bull pump

And now there's fuckin shot-up body all on the floor

But that's what the shovel's for...

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

Newark and Miami are some down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

Detroit and Chicago are some down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where that shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

D.C. and Cleveland are some down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where the shit goes down

I lowride and I sag and cuss

I cover my face with the rag and bust

I know all my niggas live in down-ass towns

But South Central L.A. is where my shit goes down

Ice-T Where The Shit Goes Down